Chapter 43 Push the boat forward along the water, falling flowers and flowing water ruthlessly

The world is beautiful and gentle, and the plan comes and goes.

Push the boat forward along the water, and the water is ruthless.

Wen'er looked at the man with a strange expression and fell to the ground. Then Wen'er put on clothes one by one and snorted coldly to deal with the man. Then he sneered and walked to the mirror and looked at himself more and more charming. "It tastes good, but it's a pity..." He looked out of the window and said, "I can't keep it."

"Your Highness the Prince arrives..."

Prince? Wen'er didn't expect His Royal Highness to come over at this time, so she hurriedly tidied up the messy bed and suppressed Chu Zhaoran, who was worried about entering the door.

"I have met His Royal Highness the Prince."

Looking at Wen'er, who was becoming more and more charming in front of him, Chu Zhaoran really wanted to follow his impulse, but when he saw Wen'er's round belly, he had no choice but to resist for the sake of the fetus in his belly.

I saw Chu Zhaoran help up Wen'er, "Didn't I say that? Don't be so saluted. I will feel sorry for it."

Wen'er lowered her head shyly, but smiled and said no.

Chu Zhaoran looked at the shy Wen'er like a girl, and had to say that there was a reason to indulge in her. Chu Zhaoran smiled and gently hugged Wen'er in his arms, "Wen'er! Who in the world is as beautiful as you, even if you are already a wife, you will not lose the shyness of a girl. Let me want to love you very much."

Listening to this, Wen'er's face turned redder as if she was really shy. "Why did Your Highness become so slippery?"

Chu Zhaoran kissed Wen'er's forehead with a childlike smile, "Wen'er!"

Looking at Chu Zhaoran, who wanted to speak, Wen Er gently raised her head and looked at the handsome Chu Zhaoran in front of her, "Your Highness, if you have anything to say! Wen Er listens to you." Is the child dead? Wen Er felt much more relaxed when she thought about the big stone in her heart.

Looking at such a considerate Wen'er, Chu Zhaoran really doesn't know how to express his debt to Wen'er in his heart. "Wen'er, I didn't let you become a princess. Do you have a grudge against me?"

"What's the matter with my concubine? As long as Your Highness can be together..." He said and snuggled in Chu Zhaoran's arms, "Wen'er is willing to be a maid." How could this be the case? Why didn't you hear the news of the child's death? The more Wen'er thinks about it, the more she feels that there is something wrong. Is the ** that warms her bed really from Yuanhui Palace? Thinking about this, Wen'er was a little palpitated. Fortunately, she did it herself a little faster.

I saw Chu Zhaoran hugging Wen'er, "Wen'er...Wen'er..."

Wen Er, who came back to her mind, looked at Chu Zhaoran gently, "What...what's wrong? Your Highness?"

Looking at Wen Er, who had just lost her mind, "What's on your mind? Why did you start to stay?"

Wen'er smiled apologetically and snuggled in Chu Zhaoran's arms without saying anything.

No one noticed that a black man disappeared from the roof.

Pan Ranmu, who is waiting for the news, is sitting around in the pavilion. Unlike Pan Ranmu, Leng Ye is sitting there leisurely, sometimes fanning, sometimes elegantly blowing the brewed tea smoke, and drinking it leisurely.

Looking at Pan Ranmu, who was walking around in a hurry, Leng Ye smiled, "Why are you so anxious? It's done, it's okay, it's defeated, it's okay! Isn't it?"

Hearing this, Pan Ranmu looked at Leng Ye unhappily, "Brother Prince, aren't you in a hurry? I'm so unhappy at the thought of her being exposed, but if I knew that she was fine, I would think of Chen Mo, who was only five years old and seriously injured.

As soon as Pan Ranmu finished speaking, a group of people in black came out of nowhere, "I see Your Highness the Prince, Princess Pan."

Leng Ye nodded with a smile to show how their task was completed.

The leader said, "Then Wen'er killed the man you arranged."

Before Leng Ye could speak, Pan Ranmu shouted, "What? Killed? Are you rice buckets? Just let her have a woman kill him?"

Those people in black waited for Leng Ye's words without saying a word. Seeing this, Pan Ranmu looked at the still elegant fan with a smile on his face. Our plan failed. Why aren't you surprised at all?

Leng Ye waved his hand, and the man in black disappeared. Then he smiled and looked at the pale face behind him and the indifferent.

Suddenly, I feel that it seems to have changed a lot.

I don't know that Pan Ranmu, who was behind him, wanted to question again, and his voice sounded, "There is nothing wrong with His Royal Highness. The princess can only startle the snake by doing that. Don't forget that Wen'er is about to give birth. It is impossible for her to indulge in. Even if she is caught by His Royal Highness Chu on the spot, she will only kill the man, and she will not doubt the child in Wen'er's stomach. On the contrary, she will feel even more wronged Wen'er and can't protect her.

Leng Ye, who was beside him, began to listen to the attackless analysis and only thought that his servant was very smart, but listening to it, I don't know if it was his illusion. It was a kind of sadness and melancholy. It seems that you know Your Highness Chu very well.

Wu Xi was stunned for a moment. Pan Ranmu wanted to say something for Wu Xi, but Wu Xi stopped him, "Don't forget that Xiaguan is from Jin."

Hearing her reminder, Leng Ye also felt that it was reasonable. "Well, in Lord Chen's opinion, are you against doing this?"

"No! This has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that if you make a big deal, the more retribution she will get. The disadvantage is that if you make a big deal, the more innocent people will be hurt.

Before Leng Ye could interrupt, Pan Ranmu looked at Wuqi with a worshipful face, "Wow... You're so awesome, wake up the dreamer."

"How dare you? The subordinate just said what His Royal Highness thought."

"Brother Prince?" The surprised Pan Ranmu turned his head and looked at the gentle Leng Ye, "Is what Lord Chen said true?"

Most of it means that, but what she said was so complete that it was not what I thought, so she smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this, Pan Ranmu felt that he had never seriously understood Leng Ye, who grew up with him. "No wonder you don't pull me to do that, and no wonder you don't agree or say no. It turns out that you have your own plans. I thought the method I thought was much better? I still want to be proud, but the result... Humph!"

Wu Xi coughed when he saw this. Today, he touched Wu Xi's hand. He couldn't touch Wu Xi's back, so he had to pat Wu Xi's hand, "Dad... sit over there!"

Seeing this, Pan Ranmu wanted to sit down with Wuxi. Wuxi nodded to Leng Ye and said to Tan Dan, "Don't be rude. Your Highness... Please forgive me for not being polite."

"Sit down! I am not a pedantic person, and it doesn't matter whether it's polite or not. Sit down!"

"Thank you, Your Highness."

As soon as he saw Wuqi sit down, Leng Ye asked, "I'm curious about how you can guess it?" And I and the princess didn't tell you the plan? Isn't it?"

"When the subordinate was in a daze, he couldn't hear what Princess Pan said, but he still guessed that it was related to Wen Er. When he came just now, he inadvertently heard the princess's loud voice. The subordinate didn't know it. The woman didn't think too far, did she?"

This made Pan Ranmu, who was beside him very unhappy. If he wanted to oppose something, he was stopped by Leng Ye's laughter. He only heard Leng Ye say, "I have met a treasure. Fortunately, you are by my side. If you are by other people's side, I am really afraid of you."

For the first time, I felt that Leng Ye was beautiful and handsome, but his heart was a hidden smiling tiger. Fortunately, I'm his bodyguard, otherwise I'll be his food, a thorn in my side, and I won't be disabled even if I don't die? I feel scared when I think of no attack.

Without waiting for Wuxi to think about something, Pan Ranmu asked curiously, "Well, what to do next? There must be a way to make trouble!"

Leng Ye looked at Chen Mo, who was very similar to her, and his heart was a little hairy. He had to lower his head and look at his face.

Seeing this, Leng Ye asked, "Lord Chen, what do you think?"

Wuxi didn't want to look up at those falcon-like eyes anymore, so he lowered his head and replied, "I have a way, but I don't know if I can do it."

"Typ you want to hear?"

Why do I always feel that the prince brother and Chen Mo are a little weird? Pan Ranmu looked at Leng Ye doubtfully and then at Wuxi. He only heard Wuxi say, "Don't you have to dress up and go to Tianfo Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha tomorrow?" The emperor of the Jin Kingdom hoped that Wen'er would go to the Tianfo Temple with his stomach. If he could give birth to a prince in the Tianfo Temple, His Highness Chu would ascend the throne. Today, the emperor retreated and became the emperor. So why don't you let the child be born in the Tianfo Temple?"

Pan Ranmu, who was puzzled, said unhappily, "If the Heavenly Buddha Temple is born, isn't Wen'er the mother of a country?"

Leng Ye nodded with a smile, "It's really a good idea."

"What's good? Isn't this helping her to have a higher position?

Wu Xi no longer talks and looks at the light and salty play. The child is just a child who takes care of himself obediently for a while. Now he is running around and playing with Xianxian in the pavilion while he is not careless.

Leng Ye looked with his eyes and said with a smile, "Lord Chen means that he wants Wen'er to ascend to the back position, but Wen'er can't ascend to the back position. Wen'er can accept not being a princess, but she can't accept not to be a queen. Yuanhui Palace can't have a princess, but it's impossible for a Jin Kingdom without a queen. Of. Wen'er was powerless and depended on His Highness Chu's preference for her.

After listening to this, Pan Ranmu said with a disdainful face, "What's the good way for me to...? Humph! It's not as straightforward as going there with a knife. No way! One knife is not enough, you must..." He stood up and waved his hand, "Insert a few more knives. I don't understand the hatred."

I couldn't help but be amused by the cuteness of Pan Ranmu. He looked at the faintness in the play without saying a word.

At this time, the Chenwang Mansion seems to have lost the previous layer of death, more colors, more joy. Chu Zhaochen said happily, "This piece of cloth is a big red one for me."

"Yes!"

Looking at Chu Zhaochen, who was very different from the past, he followed Chu Zhaochen like a ruffian, "What's the happy thing, does the prince seem to have?"

"Happy event? Do you have it?"

"Is it the official's mistake?"

"Haha... The picture book king gave the princess's maid without cotton in front of the prince."

"Cotton-free?" Does Yan Cheng sound a little familiar? It suddenly occurred to me that it was the woman who was bumped into by Wen Er. It turned out to be her.

"Yes! Guess what the prince will think now?

"I don't know!"

"I just thought about it..." With that, he sat down in the main seat. "The prince actually wanted to check the king, so I asked him to find out enough." Far away from the sky is close in front of him, but he doesn't know, I know. Happy to be happy, Chu Zhaochen did not forget that the emperor planned to let Chu Zhaoran ascend the throne in advance. Thinking about it, he looked at Yancheng, "It's time to deal with Wen'er's stomach, isn't it?"

Chapter 43 *End